Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 637
“W–Who in the world are you?” the Snake Master asked in a hoarse voice.
Mackenzie was standing close by, looking at Snake Master’s hideous face, the
evil patterns on his face, and the slippery snake scales on his body. It made
her feel nauseous, almost wanting to vomit.
She couldn’t believe that such an ugly person actually existed.
Emmanuel, however, understood more than she did. In order to become a
Snake Master and rule over the snakes, one must immerse themself in
venom and become something even more poisonous than the venomous
snakes themselves. Only then could they become the Snake Master, the king
of all snakes!
Due to prolonged exposure to poison and living with snakes, his body
gradually acquired some features of venomous snakes. Such assassins’-
forget that they also possessed extraordinary skills–appearances alone
could scare any ordinary folk spitless.
“Losers don’t deserve to ask, no?” Emmanuel said with a smile.
No way would he reveal his identity so casually, especially not in front of his
wife. If even his wife knew, then he would’ve truly concealed his identity for
nothing!
Crack! Emmanuel exerted a sudden force, crushing the Snake Master’s leg.

No matter what, the Snake Master, who was covered in lethal venom, was
one of the top three monsters in the globally renowned Redback Assassins.
Emmanuel couldn’t afford to be careless and give him any chance to turn
the tables.
The Wolf Warrior never failed.
“Ah!” the Snake Master let out a cry of agony, but his eyes held a cold, cruel
gleam.
Suddenly, he opened his mouth, and a stream of red blood spurted toward
Emmanuel.
The Snake Master, experienced in countless battles, knew full well that when
someone believed they had achieved a great victory, they often became the
most complacent.
What determined the strength of a person in this world was their final victory
and not their martial arts skills. Whoever was alive was the victor.
He considered his physical combat skills average; after all, his expertise lay in
using poison to kill his enemies. A killer’s objective was to eliminate the
opponent. If a surprise attack failed, they should attempt another surprise
attack. To possess the ability to assassinate the enemy at any given time
was a killer’s trump card.
He had also used such a method to kill a grandmaster.

Who could have imagined that he could launch a deadly attack with his
mouth?! But Emmanuel had anticipated it and managed to throw him away
in advance.
-Snake Master’s head slammed heavily into the rocky slope, causing his vision
to go black, and dizziness overwhelmed him.
The poisonous blood he had spewed out was like a crimson rain, splattering
on his own body. His clothes rapidly decayed before the naked eye. Not only
that, but the toxic blood burned his skin, rapidly turning it black and emitting
a foul smell.
Mackenzie trembled with lingering fear. If it hadn’t been for Emmanuel’s
foresight, the consequences would’ve been unimaginable!
Smack! Emmanuel had already stepped on the Snake Master’s throat before
the latter regained consciousness. With just a negligible force, his snake–like
head would separate from his body.
“Alright, spill. Who hired you for 12 million?” Emmanuel asked, looking down at
him.
“A Redback assassin must never sell out his client’s information,” sneered the
Snake Master.
“Not bad, you have principles.” Emmanuel respected his profession and didn’t
press any further. Instead, he lifted his foot.

The assassin in red, hiding in the shadows, was instantly alarmed, hesitating
whether or not to go out and save her senior.
“Wait!” the Snake Master shouted.
“Someone’s ultimately afraid of death, aren’t they?” Emmanuel ridiculed.
“Have you changed your mind and want to trade your client’s information for
your own life?”
“No!” the Snake Master denied firmly and sneered. “Will you spare me if I tell
you who the client is?”
Emmanuel shook his head and replied honestly, “No.”